Eleanor stood in the center of the living room with a rigid posture.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Mario paced back and forth with a scowl.
Mario grew increasingly furious the more he dwelled on the situation.
He walked up to Eleanor and gave her a hard slap on the cheek.
“You are not my daughter!” he shouted.
Mario’s slap landed hard on Eleanor’s cheek, sending her crashing to the floor before she could even react.
“You are such a jinx. Do you want to destroy our family and bring us down with you? I can’t believe that I gave birth to a foolish daughter Like you!”
Mario stared at her, gritting his teeth in anger.
Eleanor winced in pain as she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and attempted to stand up, but failed twice and eventually settled for just sitting on the floor.
“Dad, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
Mario’s face turned even redder with rage.
“Don’t lie to me! Do you think that I won’t hear about it? It was you who bought that fake dress and sent it to Lucinda. You were the one who started that rumor on the Internet. Why do you detest her so much? Why are you spreading these lies about her?”
Eleanor remained silent, not knowing how to respond.
Mario got infuriated when she didn’t respond.
“Spreading lies about her is not even what hurt me the most. How foolish are you to allow yourself to get caught and now the Turner family’s reputation is all ruined!”
Presley, who had been watching the scene unfold, attempted to calm Mario down.
“Honey, don’t get so angry. It’s not worth damaging your health over. Besides, Eleanor’s mother is just a mistress. She probably never learned how to behave properly like Jennifer did.”
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Mario’s hatred for Eleanor only intensified upon hearing this.
“I shouldn’t have allowed you to live to bring a plague to our family.”
Listening to her father and stepmother abuse her, Eleanor couldn’t help but feel bitter.
Here she was, being condemned to death by her own father.
She tried to push herself up from the ground. Her left cheek was swollen from the force of Mario’s slap. But despite the pain, she refused to feel defeated. With a fierce glint in her eyes, she met her father’s gaze and said, “It’s such a pity that you have to count on me to help the Turner Group, even though you detest me so much.
Doesn’t the thought of that get you infuriated?”
“You!”